Date: Mon, 16 Nov 2009 15:45:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Jgent 682000 <manscapingtn@yahoo.com>
Subject: my naked summer 3a

    Sorry it took so long for part 3, I got side tracked with a couple
other parts before I could finish this one, so I am sending it on with the
conclusion for it to follow shortly.

Enjoy, and remember all the regular rules apply.

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    It had been 4 days since Rod had brought me home from the airport
and fucked my teenage mind into oblivion. My hormones had been in
overdrive ever since, keeping my teen cock almost hard the whole time.
Add to that the fact that I had not had a stitch of clothing on in that
same amount of time, I was happy. Horny and Happy! I hadnt jacked off
either which only seened to add to my constant state of arousal.
    Everyday my parents had been gone, my daddy (yeah I said 'daddy')
had called every day to "check on his boy". I think he missed me more
than he wanted to admit. I am sure having my sulking mother along did
nothing to make the trip anymore enjoyable to him. I felt bad for him
but glad for me because I didnt have to worry about her constant nagging
and I WAS NAKED!!!! Something I loved to be.
    I spent my days by the pool when there wasnt any rain, my evenings
out there too unless I found something on tv I wanted to watch. There
still hadnt been any sign of my neighbor, except for an occasional door
slam late at night or early in the morning, when I was getting my
peaceful naked beauty rest.
    I left the doors open and the curtains open and never once worried
about who might see me. We were pretty much on our own this far out,
except for the mail man, and I had yet to see him or even know what time
he came. I would stroll out to the mail box every afternoon around 4pm
and get the mail, still in my birthday suit.
    Today was one of those days that I didnt even care. I no longer
kept any clothes downstairs. Everything was washed and put aweay in my
room upstairs. Today I was going to clean. I figured that if I done it
once and kept everything tidy, I wouldnt have to worry about the major
stuff but every few weeks. Plus it was raining, so i couldnt sunbathe
anyway.
   The music was on, and on very loud, Kenye, PCD etc. Anything that
had a good dance beat to it was blaring thru the house while I was
cleaning, I was shaking my naked ass and working my body for all I was
worth. It was now the middle of the afternoon and everything was done
except polishing the wood furniture. I had finished the dining room and
had been working on the antique end tables and coffee table in our
livingroom. The coffee table was the worst because it took forever to
get as good shine and for the last 10 minutes thats what I had been
doing, bent over buffing that fucking table and dancing. As I stood up,
I got the shock of my life to find a hand on my shoulder, spinning
around
I found a very large, very balck hunk of man grinning at me from ear to
ear.
    "I knocked and knocked and even yelled but I dont think you could
hear me over the music."
Shaking I grabbed the remote from the sofa and zapped the music off.
"Sorry, I didnt mean to scare ya." Now i was able to make out his SPD
(Special Package Delivery)uniform and realize that he had a box and a
clip board in his hand, and still that smile on his face.
   "Yeah i was just jamming while I cleaned".
"I figured that out after a few minutes of watching you."
(oh yeah?)
"I got a package for you if your Joey?"
    "Yeah that would be me." At this point I knew I was naked but he
had already seen me so i didnt even acknowledge that fact.
Handing me his clipboard i asked, "What happen to the electronic things
you guys usually use?"
"My system was down before I left so i am doing it the old way today
which is great because I dont have to time each stop, so I am way ahead
today. Matter of fact your my last stop and I still have 3 hours to
kill."

     Now how could I pass up that invitation. Until 4 days ago i had
been kinda shy and reserved but and become determined that this would be
my summer to let myself go. And I was about to. Standing before me was a
beuatiful chocolate man, telling me he had 3 hours to kill, smiling at
me and giving my naked well toned body the once over. He wasnt to bad
him self in those regulation navy shorts and navy golf shirt that seem
to fit his well toned torso very nicely. Big smile, dimples, succulent
lips and a nice smooth shaven head. In the back of my mind I heard every
pep talk my dad had ever given me about going for what I wanted and
getting it. I dont think this is what he had in mind, but he wasnt here,
it was just me, and according to his name tag, Lance Long. I knew I
might be in for an ass whipping if he wasnt interested but the lump in
his shorts seemed to have grown in the last fewe minutes and I had
nothing to loose. I signed my named handed back his clip board and in a
very slick move if I do say so my self, I slid my hand over his
semi-hard cock and asked, "Think I could help you with those 3 hours?"
    I heard the clipboard hit the floor at the same time I felt his
hand on my neck, pulling my face into his, he replied, "I think you have
already started..." Covering my lips with his, he pulled me by the back
of the head into a very deep, very sexual kiss, sliding his hands down
over my ass I reached for his shirt and began tugging it from the waist,
I wanted him as naked as me, and I wanted it now. Letting go of me he
grabbed the bottom of his shirt with one hand and his belt with the
other and in just seconds he was naked accept for his boots and socks.
Seeing his hard 8 inch tool throb in front of me, I shoved him back in
to the chair behind him and dropped to my knees, with a twinkle in my
eye, I grinned at my soon to be lover and exclaimed, "Yours will be the
first cock i ever suck." (He knew nothing of the fruits and veggies i
had practiced on), which might be the reason he gasped out loud when I
shoved his entire cock down my throat and only gagged a little when he
hit bottom.